Li Ke, with a haggard face and dull eyes, looked at this unfamiliar room.
I was instantly startled and quickly put on my clothes lightly.
Then he bent down and walked to the door of the room with great respect, and pushed it gently.
"Brother Wei De? I'm here..." As soon as Li Ke poked his head out, he heard a low voice with a trembling voice.
With a sound of head, I saw the haggard Fang Jun, and the heads of the brothers who chopped off chicken heads and burned yellow paper appeared one after another.
"No one? Let's go, hurry up..." Seeing no one in the courtyard, Li Zhen couldn't help but be overjoyed and raised his hand.
Several good brothers who depend on each other for life and death are very skilled in keeping vigilant.
With light steps, he headed towards the front hall of Cheng Mansion.
Once again, they came to the corner, and Li Qi, who had sharp eyes, began to step forward to detect the enemy's situation.
After looking around for a long time, I saw a handsome young man from the Cheng family who was passing by holding a wooden sword, humming and haha, and couldn't help but feel happy.
"Cheng Laoliu, come here..." Li Ke also saw it, couldn't help but feel happy, and greeted softly.
"Brothers, what are you doing here?" Cheng Laoliu ran over quickly and stared at the three brothers' good friends with his big bright eyes.
"Where is your father?" Li Zhen chuckled, squatted down and asked softly.
"My dad?...Dad! Dad! Dad!" Cheng Laoliu was stunned for a moment, and then disappeared like a bolt of lightning...
"!!!"
There was a group of dandies who were left standing in obscene postures and squatting in the corner, dumbfounded and disheveled in the wind.
Soon, the laughter, bold and powerful, sounding like the jingling of gold and stone, came closer and closer.
"Wow hahaha...little kids, what are you doing squatting here?
We are all awake, hurry up, I want the boss and the second to invite you to come over for breakfast."
Looking at Cheng Yaojin who appeared in front of him holding Cheng Laoliu, he looked as fierce as a burly man and bear.
Behind the buttocks are squatting the boss and the second child, who are like copy and paste, and a group of dandy boys with despairing eyes and despair.
Amidst the arrogant laughter of the noble bully, a group of dandy boys were running rampant in Chang'an City and doing all kinds of evil.
Early in the morning, we had a breakfast of the old Cheng family’s secret wine to cure hangovers.
Seeing the noble children being lifted up by the guards of each family so early in the morning, the neighbors of the old Cheng family almost smiled crookedly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. No wonder General Cheng Feng Ping..."
The frail scholar who wrote the letter for someone shook his head, with a look of sadness on his face.
The blind fortune teller on the side has his eyes closed and is telling a middle-aged man.
The businessman who felt hesitant about his future fate laughed while scratching his bones.
"In all these years, I have never seen a guest who can walk out of Lao Cheng's house on his own two legs."
The businessman looked at the blind fortune teller's closed eyes with a confused look on his face, and then looked back at the driver passing by.
Seemingly aware of the great fluctuations in the mood of the fortune teller in front of him, the blind fortune teller quickly reminded him.
"Don't move, you won't be sure if you touch your bones."
"I wasn't blind in my early years. I just reminded the poor people who had a rough life too many times. I was punished by God for this..."
The uncle who was washing the mash bowl curled his lips, and finally let out a chuckle, taking into consideration the long-standing friendship.
"Yes, a blind man's eyes are blind but his heart is not blind, his heart is bright."
"..." The blind fortune teller's face was a bit dark. I always felt that this old friend was cursing...
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"Not bad, not bad, he is indeed the son of our Cheng family.
Putting on this armor, I finally have the tough look of a big shot."
Cheng Yaojin stroked his thick beard like a steel needle and looked at the bright light armor with satisfaction.
A horizontal knife was tied to his waist, and a knife less than two feet long was inserted diagonally as a barrier knife for self-defense in close combat.
After being fully armed, Cheng Chubi looked like a man of five and an extraordinary figure.
"Dad, my kid thinks it's very good too." Cheng Chubi also liked it quite a lot. Who among the big guys doesn't like this stuff?
I remember when I was a boy, my favorite things were to use paper shells as armor, pot lids as shields, and branches as swords.
The children in the courtyard acted like ancient generals, beheading generals and capturing flags to see who was the most powerful.
Who can become husband and wife with that little chubby girl from the Liu family who is only seven years old, one meter tall, and weighs eighty-eight, and can always find ways to take out snacks.
The little chubby girl was not willing to give her potato chips unless she was called ma'am. The boys in the yard also fought hard for a bite to eat.
Cheng Chubi was filled with emotion when he thought of his old naughty career.
I'm afraid that I was no better than my three younger brothers back then.
"Come on, Third Brother, take this thing and let me take a good look at my son fully armed."
"???" Cheng Chubi was stunned as he watched his father bring up a long-handled sheathed sword about 1.7 meters tall.
"Dad, what is this for?" Cheng Chubi looked at it with a bewildered expression. Why did this have to be a 1.5-meter-long sword? His whole body felt bad.
"This is a ceremonial knife. It's just a show-off. It's not as effective as the ax from our old Cheng family when it's used to kill people."
Cheng Yaojin also handed the 1.5 meter sword to Cheng Chubi with a look of disgust on his face.
"This thing is probably a ceremonial weapon used by His Majesty and His Royal Highness as a bodyguard when traveling or as a ceremonial weapon for the Crown Prince to use..."
Cheng Chubi listened to Cheng Yaojin's introduction and looked at the real sword in his hand.
In shape, it inherits the style of the Han Dynasty ring hand knife, with a dragon and phoenix ring symbolizing the royal family on the handle.
The handle and scabbard are also decorated with interlaced gold and silver lights. I'm afraid you won't be able to pick out a tael of gold, but you can still get a few coins of gold foil.
Following Cheng Yaojin's instructions, Cheng Chubi stood the sword in front of him, put it on the ground, and then held the handle with both hands.
Fortunately, Cheng Chubi was quite tall and burly, otherwise, this handle alone would have been able to cover even the short man's face.
"You look good, Third Brother. You look really good dressed up like this. You look like a human being."
The eldest brother Cheng Chumo said with a look of relief on his face.
"Well, elder brother is right. Third brother, you should raise your head a little more.
If you look more fiercely, you will look like a pure man from our old Cheng family..."
"Okay, you two bastards, stop playing tricks on me..."
Cheng Yaojin smiled heartily, kicked each other, and finally made the boss and the second child look down on each other.
The three younger brothers were almost drooling at this moment, looking at the third brother with envy.
Cheng Laoliu even pulled out his wooden sword, strode forward, and then stood side by side with Cheng Chubi, raising his head proudly.
Seeing Cheng Yaojin was very happy, he picked up this naughty child. The thick beard like a steel needle pricked the little guy and screamed.
The fourth and fifth elders came around happily and picked up their own wooden knives and axes.
Hehehehahaha, the armor on Cheng Chubi's body was struck with a clanging sound when he was charging at Cheng Chubi, who was showing a heroic posture...
The scene of a family enjoying themselves together is gratifying and peaceful.